Hello. So I was wondering, could you please hurry the hell up? I need you now. I need late nights, and early mornings on the beach. I need concerts, and parties. I need swim team, and my summertime friends. I need long weekends at Tripp Lake, and dancing in the waterfalls. I need sun on my skin and sand in my eyes. I need tubing, and adventures to find rope swings of the shore of the river. I...
Breather out. That’s what it’s all about. Everything is looking up. Watch out world, here I come ;)
This is getting out of hand
I can’t keep doing this. The fighting. The explosions. The stomach aches. The resent, and the hatred. The more we fight the worse it will get. We need to talk, but I can’t do it. It’s just something about her-maybe her facial expressions, her actions, the way she won’t just shut her freaking mouth and listen. She says that I am disrespectful to her, but what about me? Just...
fluoreescentadolescent asked: 1-800-idontgiveafuck.. just loled.
For a moment I though it was over
For a moment I thought the tragic ending of eveything had stopped. I though that maybe, JUST MAYBE, things were getting better. Silly me. I’m stupid for thinking that. I will never again, think that.